Thanks to lots of eye contact, inclusive small talk, and a ton of laughter I got them to give this girl named Jessi a green light to peel off with me.... She was easy to talk to, bubbly and articulate. She lived in Colorado Springs where her father was an army officer. He was from Oklahoma which was where she grew up for the most part. So she was in her element at a rodeo. We walked the afternoon away. Stopping, walking, stopping, and walking. Once she had touched my arm a couple of times I felt. Her stomach looked so sexy under her sari and blouse.“Today I would suggest that we go for what we call Lottery. Since we dont know each other so well, we make this night interesting by adding an element of suspence and mystery to it. So lets start day one.” said Sam. Our group was house in five big double rooms, fully furnished and a hall. All sat in the hall with their drinks and began to relax. Pooja came and sat beside me and talked to me in a friendly manner. Soon she opened up and would. But she was lucid. Through her tears she quietly answered, "Yes, sir."He nodded and two boys rushed forward and moved the bench out of the way. Mr. Moore stepped back and one of the men I hadn't recognized from the pickup truck came into the picture leading a large dog that was straining at his leash to get at Cathy.I gasped and turned my head away. I had forced myself to watch all of the horrible things that they had done to my friend. But I couldn't watch this. I just couldn't.Or at least I. Dexter asked, “What is it?”Samantha said, “It’s a rowing machine.”“A rowing machine?” Dexter asked.“Yes,” Samantha said.“What do I do?” Dexter asked.Samantha got him onto the machine and explained what he was supposed to do. Dexter gave it a couple of trial pulls. He paused, and checked out the machine to see how it worked. He made a couple of adjustments. He tried a couple more pulls. He could feel his legs, back, and arms working. The room moved backwards when he pulled.Dexter started rowing.